Category Archives: Politik/Politics

Yep, that’s kale. And the white stuff is frost. Was sort of cold over the weekend… Actually, I have had some other shots in mind out from the garden – but the ones I took at the same occasion as … Continue reading →

Now, you may think that is a strange headline. And it is – but not half as strange as the inspiration for it. There has always been people making up weird stories, whether out of minds for some reason or other … Continue reading →

The map sort of tells the story – even if I couldn’t stuff it all into one screenshot in a meaningful way (for fellow flight nerds / CFR followers, this is a screenshot from FlightTrack Pro). And even if I … Continue reading →

OK, so it’s leap year and today is the most visible sign of that – the 29th of February does not appear that often. About once every 1,461 days or so… And yet, today is not the extra day of … Continue reading →

And apparently so deep into doing the archaeological digging through my mailbox and talking to all my colleagues and what have you that I cleanly forgot that Monday postings, by their very nature, are best done on Mondays. Ooops 😉 … Continue reading →

It may be presumptuous for such a small, irregularily published and – in the big picture of things – largely irrelevant blog such as this to jump into the big debate following the 12 murders of journalists and cartoon artists in Paris … Continue reading →

If you’d been asking this question in Rwanda just after the onslaught of the genocide – where the numbers were much more frightening that this – I honestly do not know what answers you might have had. But apparently, in … Continue reading →

Image from The Far Left Side. At work, some years ago, we had a very interesting session where a consultant from our travel agency came to give an entertaining – but first and foremost informative – talk on cultural differences. … Continue reading →

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